She say right on my cock, riding it up and down, watching her had me so hard that i really was going to unload soon. As I moan, with her moans, my cum...was coming. " I'm cummin I whispered". Betty looked at me, "baby please hold it, I'm ready to cum to". I held, watching her fuck me harder, faster, moans getting louder. I felt my cum easing out, the pre-cum was over my shaft, her juices were eased down my cock as she rode it. I yelled," Omg, I can't hold it". Then Betty yelled "cum, cum in me".. No warnings, no by your leave, no anything, just plop.He had read it over his toast and corn flakes, and only the paper held in front of his face had disguised the fact he had almost choked." What was the letter dear? " asked Annie, his wife, innocently. He answered casually, but truthfully, " Just an invitation." Oh aye, to what?" The annual insurance salesman of the year awards. It's a company thing,” The lie skipped so easily, unexpectedly and convincingly off his tongue that he both. My knees went weak as I pumped a load of cream into my goddess's mouth. When the orgasm subsided, she stood up and melted into my arms. Without a moment's hesitation, I kissed her again...my tongue sliding in to her mouth. I could taste my own semen on her lips and tongue. And rather than be repulsed by it...I wanted more of it. My tongue greedily probed her mouth...tasting...kissing...wanting. I reached behind her as we kissed and began to unzip her dress. She tried to stop me: "No baby...not. So you wanna stick around for dinner before heading home? sure I could hang out here but please tell me you have actually food and not like pink cotton candy I joked she punched my arm and just walked into the kitchen lightly chuckling. About 20 minutes later she came out with two plates with hotdogs on them. sorry I didnt get groceries before I left so this is all I have. oh no its fine I wasnt really in the mood for anything fancy and hotdogs sound pretty good during dinner we chatted about.